I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 339 Let's Go Three Together

Chen Feng continued to use pure yang flames to burn away the excess impurities in the source of the soul, and after swallowing them, he strengthened his soul.

His primordial spirit is getting brighter and brighter, and his size is getting bigger and bigger.

In his feeling, the improvement of the primordial spirit is more refreshing than the improvement of cultivation.

In the process of this promotion, his sensitivity to the heaven and the earth is constantly strengthening, just like a myopic person, the degree is constantly decreasing.

Chen Feng was thoughtful, if the Yuanshen was strong enough, would he be able to gain insight into the mysteries of this world?
He immediately thought of the next two realms of Yuanying and Huashen, which seemed to have a lot to do with Yuanshen!
"Even if I don't know how to condense the Nascent Soul, I can still strengthen the Nascent Soul one step ahead. If I get a breakthrough method in the future, I should be able to take this step easily."

Chen Feng was excited. The increase in the number of his golden elixirs was to improve his cultivation, and now that his primordial spirit became stronger, it was to improve his foundation.

Sharpening the knife is not the same as chopping firewood by mistake. Now increase the foundation, and once you break through in the future, you can quickly improve.

After devouring enough soul essence, Chen Feng's primordial spirit felt a little stretched.

He opened his mouth to spit out, and released strands of pure spiritual power, which fell on the spiritual core pill on one side, making its power more robust.

Turning the primordial spirit into spiritual power to directly enhance the spiritual core is better than absorbing the spiritual source.

Following this cultivation method, the original soul stored in his body was swallowed by a little bit of refinement, but at a much slower speed.

The time of practice flew by, and the weeds outside the cave where Chen Feng lived were withered. Two months passed, and it was winter outside.

He opened his eyes, his eyes were crystal clear, with a strong blue light.

After absorbing all the soul sources, the strength of his primordial spirit increased by nearly [-]%.

"It feels very comfortable. It feels strong at any time. I don't even feel much outside time."

Chen Feng murmured, got up and stepped out of the cave. The outside was covered in silver and looked very clean.

"Next, go to Ghost King Sect and get the second volume."

Thinking to himself, just as he was about to leave, he frowned, as if feeling something.

In his induction, a figure flew over in the distance.

Checked it out, it was the three masters of the Blood Refining Hall, who did not expect to be here, it seems that they have not given up on the search for the Dripping Blood Cave.

The three of them are all driving magic weapons, and they are very fast, and it doesn't take long to come to the vicinity.

"These three are not considered top experts, but they can also be regarded as experts in this world. You can fight against each other to see the general level of strength."

After getting the Heavenly Book here, Chen Feng is also interested in doing other things.

With a thought, using the fox demon's transformation technique, his appearance squirmed, and he instantly became another person.

Not only his face, but also his body shape and height have changed. Without special means, it is difficult to discover his true identity.

He checked the opponent's flight route, took a step, and appeared in front of the opponent.

Soon, he was discovered by three people.

"Someone!"

"I have not seen it."

"Go and have a look."

When they came here recently, they were afraid of being discovered by people of the righteous way. It was too obvious that a person of unknown origin suddenly appeared at this moment.

Therefore, the three of them immediately turned around and flew towards Chen Feng's location.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

The eldest fell to the ground first, stared at Chen Feng with a hostile expression, and questioned.

"I'm passing by here, can't I?" Chen Feng glanced at the latter, secretly probed the other's cultivation level, and compared himself.

It doesn't feel a little threatening, at least in terms of cultivation.

"It doesn't look like he is a member of my holy religion, just kill him directly, so as not to have any accidents."

The woman opened her mouth, this is a very beautiful woman, but she has a cruel heart, and she said murderous words with a soft and charming meaning.

"Boy, tell us your identity honestly, maybe you still have a chance to survive."

The pale young man smiled and said, since he didn't feel any threat from Chen Feng, he seemed very casual.

"The vagrant can also be called a casual cultivator, and he is quite satisfied."

Chen Feng said calmly, he didn't seem to care that the other party wanted to kill him.

The three of them frowned and looked at each other, and they could see a trace of seriousness in each other's eyes. This person hadn't moved a single step since they surrounded him. Even if they said they wanted to kill each other, they didn't blink their eyelids.

If the other party is not stupid, then it must not be a simple person.

Nian Boss gestured to the other two, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency didn't change his face when facing the three of us. It seems that you still have some skills. I want to ask for advice."

Sensing that the other party's attitude had obviously changed, Chen Feng secretly smiled in his heart. It is indeed prudent enough to make a name for himself in the Devil's Cult.

"The three of you go up together, this is the right way to ask for advice."

His words were astonishing, as if he wanted to pick three, the pupils of Boss, Lin Feng and the woman all shrank.

You must know that although their Blood Refining Hall has declined over the past few hundred years, they are now not as good as the other four sects back then, but the lean camels are bigger than horses, and the three of them are considered the mainstay of the Blood Refining Hall, and the eldest is still the suzerain.

With such a lineup, even if the suzerains of the other four sects came, one vs three would have to be weighed. Why is this person?
The more they thought about it, the angrier they became. The astonishment in the eyes of the three turned into anger, and they glared at Chen Feng.

"Isn't your Excellency too trusting?" The elder laughed angrily, with a tyrannical aura gushing out of him.

"Oh, you look so handsome. You hit three, which makes me a little admired, but it's very dangerous."

The woman said coquettishly, what she said was very touching, but listening to it made people feel chills down the spine.

"Such an arrogant guy, let me teach you a lesson first!"

Lin Feng was the most arrogant, he couldn't see Chen Feng's arrogance in front of him, so he directly opened the magic weapon folding fan in his hand.

The elder brother frowned, he said he wanted to ask for advice, it was a bit embarrassing for Lin Feng to do this.

But in front of outsiders, he can only endure for a while, to see what the person in front of him is capable of.

Chen Feng looked at the folding fan in Lin Feng's hand. When the other party opened it, he felt an extraordinary aura, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out in the other party's hand.

The pattern drawn on it shines brightly, revealing a big mountain, a long river and a big roc, so lifelike, it seems that the real objects are sealed in the fan.

Chen Feng's eyes lit up, this magic weapon is quite exquisite, it is the first time he has seen this type of magic weapon, and he also wants to measure its power.

He was not in a hurry, and just watched the other party urge him to move.

Lin Feng sneered, and poured mana into it. When the folding fan was suspended in the air, there were sudden visions and strong winds, blowing the surrounding vegetation upside down, wisps of cloud and mist gathered, and in the midst of the clouds and mist, the sound of thunder boomed and emerged. Wisps of lightning.

Between thunder and lightning, the mountain in the painting trembled and fell out of the fan. In a blink of an eye, it became a hundred feet high. When the sky darkened, it slammed down on Chen Feng.

(End of this chapter)